Raining Bomb!ells
By Samuel
Based On True Story
Family Tree Mun Sik
Man Yong
Ha Taek
Wan Sin Sophia
Won Yong David
Jung Choon
Hee Chun
Me (Samuel)
Ji Yeon Julie
Author’s Note !
After the World War II, the Korean Peninsula was
divided into two: the North and the South.
The two
governments had their own presidents, but the control belonged to the most powerful countries in the world: Russia(Communism) and U.S.A(Democracy).
Russia
controlled North Korea, and U.S.A controlled the South. They did this to expand their parties’ territories. After five years, which was June 25, 1950, the Korean war broke out because North Korea invaded Seoul.
The main
character lived in Seoul, and the family decided to evacuate to Pusan which was the most Southern city of South Korea.
Fortunately, the main character arrived at
Pusan safely, but after two days, the Communist army surrounded Pusan. Then, the U.S Army joined the war, by landing on Incheon, which was a harbor city near Seoul. The Democrat army surrounded the Communist army near Northern Asia.
Then, the Chinese army joined the
Communists’ side and drove the Democrats to the border of North Korea and South Korea. battle continued.
For three years, the
Finally, the two parties made an
agreement to stop the war for now. However, some minor conflicts between the two countries still happen today.
Raining Bomb Shells
A freezing breeze whistled around my ear. My
hand seemed like it would never be warm and :lexible again. The revving sound of the truck’s engine kept me awake. My pink scarf desperately wanted to escape off of my neck and follow the breeze, but I held on to it. I could hear the snoring of my siblings inside of our truck.
People trudged through :ields :illed with snow,
their luggage on their head, their children clinging to their backs. My hand clutched on the bag of rice cakes as I thought of Mom and Dad. “Mom, why is there a big wagon without any horses in our backyard?” I asked.
“Honey, this wagon is called a truck. It moves
without horses. In fact, it goes faster than a horse!” Mom replied.
“Sure,” I answered, indifferently. I snatched up my
luggage and threw it into the truck. The luggage landed on the :loor of the truck with a dull “thud”. I hesitated a moment before I got on board. “Mom?” Mom stopped packing the food for the journey.
“Yes, Hon’?”
“Are you really sure?” I inquired.
“Yep, my mind is made up. I am going to stay here
with your father,” she replied, avoiding my eye contact.
“But-‐“
“Sweetheart, I know you can take care of your
siblings without us.”
My mother stared seriously into my eyes. Her
eyes were black, her skin was soft and her glossy black hair seemed like a :lexible mirror painted in black and
cut in million strips. However, her clothing weren’t as beautiful as her face. She wore tattered and faded skirt, which once was pinkish purple, now it looked orangey brown. Her jacket was yellowish orange, but now it was ripped, faded, and spots everywhere.
“Mom, I’m serious. I can’t take care of four kids at
once!” I panicked.
“You forgot your brothers, Hon’,” mom reminded.
“It is hard when they don’t help me at all,” I
sighed.
“It’s okay, you can handle it. When I was your
age, I had to take care of ten siblings!” she attempted to amaze me.
“That’s you, not me,” I spoke.
“I don’t care. If I did it, you can do it,” she pointed
at my face. I hated when she did that. “Now get on board before they leave. If you get hungry,” she handed me a bag of rice cake, ”share this with your siblings.”
“Thanks, mom.” I swallowed back my tears and
quickly turned away. I knew she wanted to come with us, but there was nobody to guard the house except my dad and my dad was incapable of surviving for two days without his wife doing his housework and making some food. “BOOM!” An explosion pulled me out of my memory.
“What’s happening?” I questioned my oldest
brother, who was driving the vehicle.
“It’s the Communist mortar crew,” he replied,
nervously. I raised an eyebrow. “A mortar is like a cannon that can shoot from ten jung away!” He panicked as he explained once more. My heart pounded as our truck raced past corpses, piles of snow and dirt, and about three ja deep holes.
“Look out!” my second oldest brother shouted.
Then, there was the explosion. The truck kept running, but my ears were :illed with high-‐pitched beep. I lied down, stomach down, and covered my ears. I couldn’t hear but I was sure other people in the truck were groaning to death. Oh god, please stop! I wished.
“BAM!” Another explosion caused the truck to
tremble. My stomach turned upside down and my breakfast wanted to come out of there. Hurriedly, I crawled to the back of the truck and let my half-‐ digested breakfast out. I felt much better, but I still had a terrible headache.
“BOOM!” The explosion thundered right in front of
me. The push of the explosion knocked me on the :loor. With a loud “thud” my vision darkened, and I fell into unconsciousness.
“Hey!” a familiar voice woke me up. My brother shook me to make sure I was awake. “We’re here,” he added. I was still in the truck, but the view outside was different. It was still snowing, but more people with their families clogged up the path toward the harbor. A gigantic, metal ship was in the harbor; ready to ship the supplies and people to America. “Isn’t it amazing?” my brother fascinated.
“What’s amazing?” I questioned.
“That we survived through the rain of bombs,” he
explained.
“I wish mom was here with us,” I sighed.
“We all do,” he added, staring at the scene. The
seagulls glided toward the swimming sun. I could hear their ear-‐piercing squawks.
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How did you get to Pusan? • By riding a yellowish green truck. How did you get the truck? • Brothers were very honorable soldiers so government gave it for award. Who were with you in the truck? • 2 older brother, younger brother, brother’s family, over 20 people What was the view outside? • A lot of snow, a lot of people walked to South, with their luggage and kids. Did you see any North Korean troops? • Never saw North Korean troops What was the temperature there? • Extremely cold
Reflection 1.
I learned that my family was involved in any event of history. When I was doing my research, I :igured out that my ancestors were very famous.
2.
I think this project is important because you get to know about your family’s history.
3.
I enjoyed the interviewing part because I like to talk to my grandparents a lot.
4.
I didn’t really have any trouble on this project.
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